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Countdown - Beyoncé
Had to be done…

Boy oy -oy -oy!

Oh, killing me softly and I’m still fallin’
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me you’re out of your mind

My baby is a 10
We dressing to the 9
He pick me up we 8
Make me feel so lucky 7
He kiss me in his 6
We be making love in 5
Still the one I do this 4
I’m trying to make a 3
From that 2
He still the 1

There’s ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad, still got love
Dedicated to the one I love, hey

Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain
Still all up on each other, ain’t a damn thing changed

My girls can’t tell me nothing, I’m gone in the brain
I’m all up under him like it’s cold, winter time
All up in the kitchen in my heels, dinner time
Do whatever that it takes, he got a winner’s mind
Give it all to him, meet him at the finish line

Me and my boo, and my boo boo riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man show him you the finest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it
Me and my boo in my boo boo riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man show him you the fliest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it

Oh, killing me softly and I’m still fallin’
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me you’re out of your mind

My baby is a 10
We dressing to the 9
He pick me up we 8
Make me feel so lucky 7
He kiss me in his 6
We be making love in 5
Still the one I do this 4
I’m trying to make a 3
From that 2
He still the 1

Yup, I put it on him, it ain’t nothing that I can’t do
Yup, I buy my own, if he deserve it, buy his shit too
All up in the store, shawty, trickin’ if I want to
All up in the store, shawty, fly as we want to

Ooo ooo ooo ooo
Damn I think I love that boy
Do anything for that boy
Boy -oy -oy -oy!
Now I’ll never be the same
It’s you and me until the end

Me and my boo, and my boo boo riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man show him you the finest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it
Me and my boo and my boo lip locking
All up in the back cause the chicks keep flocking
All that gossip in 10 years, stop it!
London speed it up, Houston rock it

Oh, killing me softly and I’m still fallin’
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me you’re out of your mind

My baby is a 10
We dressing to the 9
He pick me up we 8
Make me feel so lucky 7
He kiss me in his 6
We be making love in 5
Still the one I do this 4
I’m trying to make a 3
From that 2
He still the 1

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There She Goes Again - The Getaway People

This was harder to find than a I thought…. Oldie but a goodie!

Small town girl goes west
‘Cause she thinks its the only way to stay alive
She knows best who’s who n’ who’s not
Who’s hot and who’s the more fly
Now when she stands before you
And you’re trying to conversate
What you don’t know is she’s scanning the room
For a bigger fish to swallow the bait

Now stepping stones and licking bones and cast them all aside
I wonder what she’s looking for tonight

There she goes again
Slippin’ and slidin’, duckin’ and divin’
There she goes again
Tryin’ all the new stuff
Tryin’ to be fly

There she goes again
Slippin’ and slidin’, duckin’ and divin’
There she goes again
Tryin’ to be a new star
Tryin’ to get high

All decked out in her designer clothes
‘Cause she’s shootin’ from the hip with a credit card
Everybody thinks she’s a bittle lit old
But you can’t take long on an eyesore
Drivin’ in a Beamer with the top down
Sunset queen in a big town
If you don’t pay she’ll go out of your way
Yeah, you don’t want her hanging around

Now a stick and stone may break the bone, but it don’t quench the fire
I wonder what she’s looking for tonight

There she goes again
Slippin’ and slidin’, duckin’ and divin’
There she goes again
Tryin’ all the new stuff
Tryin’ to be fly

There she goes again
Slippin’ and slidin’, duckin’ and divin’
There she goes again
Tryin’ to be the new star
Tryin’ to get high

Now stepping stones and licking bones and cast them all aside
I wonder what she’s looking for tonight

And there she goes again
There she goes again

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Manners - Chiddy Bang

Loving this sooonng right now. You should too.
Lyrics in vid.

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Real World - Matchbox Twenty

I wonder what it’s like to be the rainmaker
I wonder what it’s like to know that I made the rain
I’d store it in boxes with little yellow tags on every one
And you can come see them when I’m…done
When I’m done

I wonder what it’s like to be a super hero
I wonder where I’d go if I could fly around downtown
From some other planet, I’d get this funky high on yellow sun
Boy I bet my friends will all be… stunned
They’re stunned

Yeaaaaah
Straight up, what did you hope to learn about here
If I were someone else, would this all fall apart
Strange, where were you, when we started this gig
I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me
You
You
And me

I wonder what it’s like to be the head honcho
I wonder what I’d do if they all did just what I said
Well I’d shout out an order, I think we’re out of this man get me some
Boy don’t make me wanna change my… tone
My tone

Yeaaaaah
Straight up, what did you hope to learn about here
If I were someone else, would this all fall apart
Strange, where were you, when we started this gig
I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me

Please don’t change, please don’t break
The only thing that seems to work at all is you
Please don’t change, at all from me
To you
And you to me
Yeah

Yeaaaaah
Straight up, what did you hope to learn about here
If I were someone else, would this all just fall apart
Strange, where were you, when we started this gig
I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me
I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me
I wish the real world, would just stop hassling me
You
And me

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Obsessed. With. This. Song.

(Source: ben-jesus)

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Count on Me - Mat Kearney

‘Dis my jam!! Lyrics in video!

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Your Love is My Drug - Ke$ha

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Gravel - Ani DiFranco

I heard the sound of your bike
As your wheels hit the gravel
And your engine in the driveway cutting off
I pushed through the screen door
And I stood out on the porch
Thinking fight, fight, fight, at all costs
But instead I let you in
Just like I’ve always done
I sat you down and offered you a beer
And across the kitchen table
I fired several rounds
But you were still sitting there when the smoke cleared
And you came crawling back to say
That you want to make good in the end
Oh let me count the ways that I abhore you

And you were never a good lay
And you never were a good friend
But oh, oh what can I say
I adore you

All I need is my leather
One t-shirt and two socks
I’ll keep my hands warm in your pockets
And you can use the engine blocks
We’ll ride out to California
With my arms around your chest
And i’ll pretend this is real
Cause this is what I like best
You’ve been juggling two women
Like a stupid circus clown
Telling both we are the one
And maybe you can keep me
From ever being happy
But you’re not going to stop me
From having fun
So let’s go, before I change my mind
I’ll leave the luggage of all your lies behind
Cause I am bigger than everything that came before

And you were never very kind
And you let me way down every time
But oh, oh what can I say
I adore you

I heard the sound of your bike
As your wheels hit the gravel
And your engine in the driveway cutting off

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Summertime Flow - Michael Cameron

Sorry, not many posts this week. Spring Break!!
And in honor of Spring Break and that awesome care-free feeling, I give you Michael Cameron! My apologies for no lyrics but this is some great jam!

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Just Apathy - Tally Hall

I’m too much or not enough
Maybe everyone else is messed up
Well anyway I can’t seem to stay
In just one state of mind
Waiting ‘round for something better
I’m the one that wouldn’t let her
Now I’m back and forth
I get bored when she’s no perfect find

‘Cause it’s one thing or another
I don’t even know why I bother
One thing just tears her down
‘Cause it’s one thing or another
I don’t even know why I bother
Something I just can’t get around

Consider the possibility
That you’ve been had but not by me
We’re just kids
Don’t worry about this
My course is run and I’m so tired
Until the next one comes inspired
I feel bad and I should
I made her sad and I knew it would

‘Cause it’s one thing or another
I don’t even know why I bother
One thing just tears her down
‘Cause it’s one thing or another
I don’t even know why I bother
Something I just can’t get around
I need to learn
To wait in turn
‘Cause now I just step blindly
And I’m only happy when
I can close my eyes and I just dive in
And forget about acting kindly

‘Cause it’s one thing or another
I don’t even know why I bother
One thing just tears her down
‘Cause it’s one thing or another
I don’t even know why I bother
Something I just can’t get around
Still I know you won’t let me down

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Colours (Stars) (Xaphoon Jones Remix) - Skizzy Mars [Ft. Grouplove]

I am a man, man man man, up up in the air
And I run around ‘round ‘round ‘round this town town
And act like I don’t care
So when you see me flying by the planet’s moon
You don’t need to explain if everything’s changed
Just know I’m just like you

Baby you got a man I don’t care that’s irrelevant
Known for making bad decisions for the hell of it
Young Skizzles, taste the rainbow
But that’s so beside the point it’s sitting next to it
Got a blonde girl with sass that I think named Hailey
And she knows I’ll always handle her like Chelsea lately
Look bitch ass yeah I’m staring at you
Top floor penthouse with a aerial view
It’s Skizz

It’s the colors you have
No need to be sad
It really ain’t that bad
It’s the colors you have
No need to be sad
You still got your hair

All the douche bags, assholes, and beer pong connoisseurs
CEO’s, interns, unemployed entrepreneurs
I love ‘em all, the hipsters, the fashionistas
Stay outside of beef, took a liking to PETA
My mom’s Mona, her mom took a liking to Lisa
My dad’s a shopaholic he took a liking to Visa’s
I showed them my tunes and they like what they seeing
Yearly drug tests, they don’t like what I’m peeing
Penthouse, pedestrians I’m defeating
The Astin, remember I wanted a Nissan
Had to change phones, these hoes call a lot
Horse lifestyle, bitch I call the shots
See me flying like an eagle, save the cape
Gay marriage is legal but my vodka’s straight
Promise I never sell out like eBay
I’m just trying to make my fam proud like deejanay
Hey

It’s the colors you have
No need to be sad
It really ain’t that bad
It’s the colors you have
No need to be sad
You still got your hair

All the girls who wouldn’t look twice when I arrived
Now they look thrice when I arrive
Now it’ll be a Howie day when you and I collide
Cause I’ma be richer than you is what I prophesy
So go on to your 9 to 5’s
Had my Stella open when I arrive
True colours show and I know
Ya’ll just want me to slow down and catch up to my fast life

So I am a man, man man man, up up in the air
And I float around ‘round ‘round ‘round this town town
And know I shouldn’t care
So when you see us there there out in the open road
You don’t need to explain if everything’s changed
Just know that you don’t know
We call it…

Narcissistic, elitist, she concerned with the music
And I’m enjoying her features
I was singing the Killers, they were bumping Ether
I’m looking through the window man the view was fucking scenic
Well my song’s on, so let that bitch play
Oh that girl’s drunk, well let that bitch stay
Oh she’s on her knees, I let that bitch pray
And I just wanna smoke weed and write music everyday
Look I still ride the bus dude I’m still broke
But I’m still number 1 bitch I’m still oak
They told me get your swag up and be a star
I’m trying to have all you tired rappers be alarmed
Got that poker life style, we all-in for these moments
I ain’t even in my prime, composite for the moment
I’m trying to lead and have my name be significant
Survival of the fittest and I’m all about conditioning
Cause I’m a fucking star

It’s the colors you have
No need to be sad
It really ain’t that bad
It’s the colors you have
No need to be sad
You still got your hair

If a real Skizzy fan put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
If you a real Skizzy fan put your hands in the air
In the muhfuckin’ air
If you a real Skizzy fan put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
Penthouse Music

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Soda Shop - Jay Brannan
Pretty clever little ditty…

The sidewalk is rushing at my head again
I’m lying on the street in the rain and wind
From doing forward rolls down Avenue A
With my guitar on my back don’t let it end this way

Some how I dialed my cell
I didn’t know I could get service in hell
How quickly can you get here
Don’t know where I am dear
Finally the world actually seems to be revolving around me

Shoo-be-doo-be-doo-wop
I overdid it at the soda shop
Thanks for being my girl at the
I don’t know when to stop sock hop

You held my head over the edge of the bed
I remember it now but at the time I thought I was dead
You put a pan there and held back my hair
How could I repay you for saving me and my hardwood floor

Shoo-be-doo-be-doo-wop
I overdid it at the soda shop
Thanks for being my girl at the
I don’t know when to stop sock hop

And when the world stops spinning ’round
I picked up pan above the ground
I read my upheaves much like tea leaves
They said it’s over so get sober or you’ll die
Again…

Shoo-be-doo-be-doo-wop
I overdid it at the soda shop
Thanks for being my girl at the
I don’t know when to stop sock hop

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